My dad
Dad left us ten years ago, in 1998.
I travelled with him from West to East and from North to South.
He drove his jeep on jungle paths and jebels tracks.
I was by his side, dicovering the world with my kid's eyes and dreams.
My eyes are getting old but I haven't lost my kid's dreams, a sepia-colored world still inhabited by dad.
Mon père.
Papa nous a quitté il y a douze ans ...